And the dead in Christ shall rise first. And we which are alive and
remain shall be changed.” Standing, and feel a change come on: the gray
hair go out, the wrinkles fall away, be changed in a moment, in a
twinkling of an eye. And we shall meet our loved ones first: “There's
Mama, Papa, there's my buddy. Oh, Hallelujah, we're ready! And then,
together with them that were dead,” says the Scripture, “we'll be caught
up in the air to meet the Lord.” The order of the Coming. Oh, to see
that old daddy of mine! Oh, my! See them old loved ones that's went down
in the Faith yonder, to meet them. See the sweetness of God, knowing if
we met Him first we'd wonder, “Was Mama in it? Did—did Mama finally
make it? We've preached so hard, we—we tried. Was she here? Is Uncle Joe
here? Is—is the brother here? Is So-and-so?” See? “Lord, we love You,
we love You, but…” First we're going to meet one another! Oh—oh—oh! No
wondering about it, we're all there. No wonder they stood and said,
“Amen, glory, and wisdom, and honour, and power, and might.”
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